A Better Place
The day the angels came for me
and took me by the hand
To lead me to a place they said
would be the promised land
When I arrived in Heaven
My eyes could only stare
At a place of such awesome beauty rare.
Then came a gloriously brilliant Sight
That sat upon a throne
Reflections of priceless gems
Speared prisms off the throne
Dazzled and amazed I fell to my knees
A heap of useless bones
Thank you God I prayed
for having me here
Never ever leave me
but always keep me near
Then choirs of heavenly hosts
Sang praises to the king
As I lay prostrate at His feet
Beneath His healing wings.
No better place is there for me
Than beside this throne of Grace
Nor better time to be
Here in this heavenly place..
Copyright © Margaret Okubo | Year Posted 2009
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